Ain't Gone Do It lyrics - Nicki Minaj
Gold in my champagne
Your shit blank, boy your shit lame
Probably just like your dick game
So I don't need to know your name
Don't you see these on my feet?
Bet you can't guess how much I paid
That's a shame
Fuck these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane
Who the fuck told you to not have no chill?
Who the fuck told you we splittin' that bill?
Who the fuck told you that I'm in the hood?
When you know fuckin' right I'm in Beverly Hills
Why you keep starin' at me like you know me?
Spur of the moment, I ball like Ginobili
ESPN, photoshootin' with Kobe
You Photoshop bitches be needin' Adobe
Oh, oh, that's some baloney
Oh, this is Missoni
Oh, you are still lookin' for Kony
Would tell you to call me, but I am not phony
Oh, why your car got a cheap gear?
Mothafucka in his car with some cheap gear
I'm draped in McQueen, Balmain on my jean
Ask Givenchy and Marie Claire
Gold in my champagne
Your shit blank, boy your shit lame
Probably just like your dick game
So I don't need to know your name
Don't you see these on my feet?
Bet you can't guess how much I paid
That's a shame
Fuck these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Nah I ain't gon' do it
[?]
Gold in my champagne
Your shit blank, boy your shit lame
Probably just like your dick game
So I don't need to know your name
Don't you see these on my feet?
Bet you can't guess how much I paid
That's a shame
Fuck these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Nah I ain't gon' do it
He said, "Arch your back"
I ain't gon' do it
He said, "Kiss my neck"
I ain't gon' do it
Talk dirty in my ear
I ain't gon' do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
He said, "Arch your back"
I ain't gon' do it
He said, "Kiss my neck"
I ain't gon' do it
Talk dirty in my ear
I ain't gon' do it
I'm a need some fresh air, bitch
Gold in my champagne
Your shit blank, boy your shit lame
Probably just like your dick game
So I don't need to know your name
Don't you see these on my feet?
Bet you can't guess how much I paid
That's a shame
Fuck these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Nah I ain't gon' do it
Your shit blank, boy your shit lame
Probably just like your dick game
So I don't need to know your name
Don't you see these on my feet?
Bet you can't guess how much I paid
That's a shame
Fuck these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane
Who the fuck told you to not have no chill?
Who the fuck told you we splittin' that bill?
Who the fuck told you that I'm in the hood?
When you know fuckin' right I'm in Beverly Hills
Why you keep starin' at me like you know me?
Spur of the moment, I ball like Ginobili
ESPN, photoshootin' with Kobe
You Photoshop bitches be needin' Adobe
Oh, oh, that's some baloney
Oh, this is Missoni
Oh, you are still lookin' for Kony
Would tell you to call me, but I am not phony
Oh, why your car got a cheap gear?
Mothafucka in his car with some cheap gear
I'm draped in McQueen, Balmain on my jean
Ask Givenchy and Marie Claire
Gold in my champagne
Your shit blank, boy your shit lame
Probably just like your dick game
So I don't need to know your name
Don't you see these on my feet?
Bet you can't guess how much I paid
That's a shame
Fuck these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Nah I ain't gon' do it
[?]
Gold in my champagne
Your shit blank, boy your shit lame
Probably just like your dick game
So I don't need to know your name
Don't you see these on my feet?
Bet you can't guess how much I paid
That's a shame
Fuck these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Nah I ain't gon' do it
He said, "Arch your back"
I ain't gon' do it
He said, "Kiss my neck"
I ain't gon' do it
Talk dirty in my ear
I ain't gon' do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
He said, "Arch your back"
I ain't gon' do it
He said, "Kiss my neck"
I ain't gon' do it
Talk dirty in my ear
I ain't gon' do it
I'm a need some fresh air, bitch
Gold in my champagne
Your shit blank, boy your shit lame
Probably just like your dick game
So I don't need to know your name
Don't you see these on my feet?
Bet you can't guess how much I paid
That's a shame
Fuck these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Do it for the niggas
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Girl I ain't gon' do it
Nah I ain't gon' do it
Black Barbies lyrics - Nicki Minaj
[Nicki Minaj:]
Mike Will Made It Nigga
Sremm Life
Black Barbies in the city
Fat ass and pretty titties
Get dummies for they money
You sent flowers but I wish I didn't receive 'em
All your lies I wish I didn't believe 'em
That boy is a real pussy pleaser
All that fetty but he never met Masika
Tuck the chrome 22 in his sneaker
El Chapo but he crazy like La Quica
Young girls always lookin' for a soulmate
But I shoulda listened to what momma told me
Furry moon boots, shades Dita
Too high to give a shit about PETA
Sativa so strong I'm not blinkin'
What in the world was I thinkin'?
New day, new money to be made
New things for them to imitate
I'm a fuckin' black Barbie
Pretty face, perfect body
Pink seats in the 'Rari
Always fuck him like I'm sorry
Who the fuck is gon' protect her?
If I really gotta check her
Peter Piper picked a pepper
And my cake is triple decker
No Flex Zone, No Flex Zone
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no) No Flex Zone
I see these silly nigga's flexin', it's a no zone
You gon' be floatin' in them rivers like you know Joan
Island girl, Donald Trump want me go home
Still pull up with my wrist lookin' like a snow cone
She said she got a hit record, I said, "Oh shit!"
Picked up my phone 'cause I had to call "Bullshit!"
These bitches havin' nightmares of my new shit
These bitches pussy and they don't ever do shit
Hahaha, get it? Douche-...hahahahahahaha
Half a mili on the Maybach Pullman, bought it
Now I'm prayin' all my foreigns don't get deported
Niggas love me so much they be sendin' me gifts
And these clown niggas actin', I'mma send 'em some skits
Bitches can't rap for shit, I'mma send 'em some tips
All these bitches is my sons, should be suckin' my tits
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no)
Now usually I don't do this, I'm Popeye, she's Brutus
Usually I'm a Christian but this peace is Buddhist
All of my niggas draw but none of them Cartoonists
Usually I'm the baddest, usually I'm the cutest
Usually I'm the flyest, usually you're the stewardess
And we ain't playin' ball but usually its some shooters
Are these bitches drunk? These bitches ain't lucid
Go against the queen your career will be elusive
Where your plaques at? Where them stocks? Word to NASDAQ
Bitches ass-back, they was never in my tax-brack
[Swae Lee:]
That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know of me
[Nicki Minaj:]
That boy is a real pussy pleaser
All that fetty but he never met Masika
Tuck the chrome 22 in his sneaker
El Chapo but he crazy like La Quica
Young girls always lookin' for a soulmate
But I shoulda listened to what momma told me
Furry moon boots, shades Dita
Too high to give a shit about PETA
[Swae Lee:]
That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know me
Young bull living like an old geezer
Release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge drinking
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle
Mike Will Made It Nigga
Sremm Life
Black Barbies in the city
Fat ass and pretty titties
Get dummies for they money
You sent flowers but I wish I didn't receive 'em
All your lies I wish I didn't believe 'em
That boy is a real pussy pleaser
All that fetty but he never met Masika
Tuck the chrome 22 in his sneaker
El Chapo but he crazy like La Quica
Young girls always lookin' for a soulmate
But I shoulda listened to what momma told me
Furry moon boots, shades Dita
Too high to give a shit about PETA
Sativa so strong I'm not blinkin'
What in the world was I thinkin'?
New day, new money to be made
New things for them to imitate
I'm a fuckin' black Barbie
Pretty face, perfect body
Pink seats in the 'Rari
Always fuck him like I'm sorry
Who the fuck is gon' protect her?
If I really gotta check her
Peter Piper picked a pepper
And my cake is triple decker
No Flex Zone, No Flex Zone
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no) No Flex Zone
I see these silly nigga's flexin', it's a no zone
You gon' be floatin' in them rivers like you know Joan
Island girl, Donald Trump want me go home
Still pull up with my wrist lookin' like a snow cone
She said she got a hit record, I said, "Oh shit!"
Picked up my phone 'cause I had to call "Bullshit!"
These bitches havin' nightmares of my new shit
These bitches pussy and they don't ever do shit
Hahaha, get it? Douche-...hahahahahahaha
Half a mili on the Maybach Pullman, bought it
Now I'm prayin' all my foreigns don't get deported
Niggas love me so much they be sendin' me gifts
And these clown niggas actin', I'mma send 'em some skits
Bitches can't rap for shit, I'mma send 'em some tips
All these bitches is my sons, should be suckin' my tits
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no)
Now usually I don't do this, I'm Popeye, she's Brutus
Usually I'm a Christian but this peace is Buddhist
All of my niggas draw but none of them Cartoonists
Usually I'm the baddest, usually I'm the cutest
Usually I'm the flyest, usually you're the stewardess
And we ain't playin' ball but usually its some shooters
Are these bitches drunk? These bitches ain't lucid
Go against the queen your career will be elusive
Where your plaques at? Where them stocks? Word to NASDAQ
Bitches ass-back, they was never in my tax-brack
[Swae Lee:]
That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know of me
[Nicki Minaj:]
That boy is a real pussy pleaser
All that fetty but he never met Masika
Tuck the chrome 22 in his sneaker
El Chapo but he crazy like La Quica
Young girls always lookin' for a soulmate
But I shoulda listened to what momma told me
Furry moon boots, shades Dita
Too high to give a shit about PETA
[Swae Lee:]
That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know me
Young bull living like an old geezer
Release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge drinking
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle
Bom Bidi Bom lyrics - Nick Jonas (with Nicki Minaj)
[from "Fifty Shades Darker" soundtrack]
[Nick Jonas:]
I was wrong and you were right
If I was yours and you were mine
But it was all good (yeah)
You were gone and I was back
And I was good and you were bad
But it was all good
'Cause I'm an addict, I'm your patient
Your lips are the medication
Come here baby, yeah, you know just what I want
You got that
Bom bidi bom bom bom eh-yo
Bom bidi bom bom
You give me bad bad love
But I love it baby
Love me all night long
If you want baby, like
Bom bidi bom bom bom eh-yo
Bom bidi bom bom bom
'Cause you're a bad bad girl
But I love it baby
Love me all night long
If you want baby, yeah
(Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti)
You played it front, I played it back
You be the first, I be the last
I call it good love
Every kiss and every touch
It's like a hit it ain't enough
I call it good love
'Cause I'm an addict, I'm your patient
Your lips are the medication
Come here baby, yeah, you know just what I want
You got that
Bom bidi bom bom bom eh-yo
Bom bidi bom bom
You give me bad bad love
But I love it baby
Love me all night long
If you want baby, like
Bom bidi bom bom bom eh-yo
Bom bidi bom bom bom
'Cause you're a bad bad girl
But I love it baby
Love me all night long
If you want baby, yeah
(Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti)
[Nicki Minaj:]
Yo, b-b-b-b-bye, b-b-b-b-bye
He said, if he can't hit my bullseye, he'd rather die
He put it on me better than any other guy
He said, he need a bad bitch with an alibi
Yo, give me the muny, the yen and the pesos
Sex me on the beach in Turks and Caicos
I give him that work, that twerk, that slay hoes
Sippin' Grey Goose, and pushin' that grey ghost
Uh, assume the position when you see a bad one
The D so good, he just got N1
I'm about to blow, and I ain't talking Samsung
I'm about to show him what I do with that tongue
[Nick Jonas:]
Bom bidi bom bom bom eh-yo
Bom bidi bom bom
You give me bad bad love
But I love it baby
Love me all night long
If you want baby, like
Bom bidi bom bom bom eh-yo
Bom bidi bom bom bom
'Cause you're a bad bad girl
But I love it baby
Love me all night long
If you want baby, yeah
(Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti)
[Nicki Minaj:]
B-b-b-b-bye, b-b-b-b-bye
He tryna bless me like his rabbi-bi
B-b-b-b-bye
[Nick Jonas:]
I was wrong and you were right
If I was yours and you were mine
But it was all good (yeah)
You were gone and I was back
And I was good and you were bad
But it was all good
'Cause I'm an addict, I'm your patient
Your lips are the medication
Come here baby, yeah, you know just what I want
You got that
Bom bidi bom bom bom eh-yo
Bom bidi bom bom
You give me bad bad love
But I love it baby
Love me all night long
If you want baby, like
Bom bidi bom bom bom eh-yo
Bom bidi bom bom bom
'Cause you're a bad bad girl
But I love it baby
Love me all night long
If you want baby, yeah
(Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti)
You played it front, I played it back
You be the first, I be the last
I call it good love
Every kiss and every touch
It's like a hit it ain't enough
I call it good love
'Cause I'm an addict, I'm your patient
Your lips are the medication
Come here baby, yeah, you know just what I want
You got that
Bom bidi bom bom bom eh-yo
Bom bidi bom bom
You give me bad bad love
But I love it baby
Love me all night long
If you want baby, like
Bom bidi bom bom bom eh-yo
Bom bidi bom bom bom
'Cause you're a bad bad girl
But I love it baby
Love me all night long
If you want baby, yeah
(Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti)
[Nicki Minaj:]
Yo, b-b-b-b-bye, b-b-b-b-bye
He said, if he can't hit my bullseye, he'd rather die
He put it on me better than any other guy
He said, he need a bad bitch with an alibi
Yo, give me the muny, the yen and the pesos
Sex me on the beach in Turks and Caicos
I give him that work, that twerk, that slay hoes
Sippin' Grey Goose, and pushin' that grey ghost
Uh, assume the position when you see a bad one
The D so good, he just got N1
I'm about to blow, and I ain't talking Samsung
I'm about to show him what I do with that tongue
[Nick Jonas:]
Bom bidi bom bom bom eh-yo
Bom bidi bom bom
You give me bad bad love
But I love it baby
Love me all night long
If you want baby, like
Bom bidi bom bom bom eh-yo
Bom bidi bom bom bom
'Cause you're a bad bad girl
But I love it baby
Love me all night long
If you want baby, yeah
(Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti
Bom bodi bom bodi bodi bom besti)
[Nicki Minaj:]
B-b-b-b-bye, b-b-b-b-bye
He tryna bless me like his rabbi-bi
B-b-b-b-bye
Changed It lyrics - Nicki Minaj (with Lil Wayne)
[Lil Wayne:]
I did it for everybody out here on their own
I did it for the ones who walk a mile in them cages
And never tell me no
Come get me when I fall, and tell me when I'm wrong
But you should know I bought 'em
I changed it, I changed it
They say that shit the same, it ain't the same, though
I changed it, I changed it
Oh my God, I changed it
Oh my God, they on the same shit
Oh my God, I changed it
Oh my God, they still on the same shit
You can't say nothin', you can't say nothin'
You end up everywhere you say you wasn't
Is that your boyfriend? Why you say that's your cousin?
I don't do handshakes, that shit disgusts me
[Nicki Minaj:]
The big 3 on the court, bitch hit them bleachers
I don't wanna have to break bad like it screeches
A bitch out in Atlanta eating them peaches
A bitch got more bars than where Big Meech is
No, you can't bone it, nigga, ain't no Lisa here
She gon' dread this and Nicki like Lisa hair
I buy, lil nigga, ain't no leaser here
The bitch gambled her career, now it's gon' be severe
I ain't just be watchin' bitches pitfalls
Stop doin' pills, but bitch don't withdrawals
I am in my mission rockin' pink drawers
I leveled up, bitch, I switch flows
MJ to the teens, I am Billie Jean and them bitches my sons
I'm doin' it for fun, I am the first number, tell them bitches I won
This hoe gettin' slick, so I put on gym shoes and extended my run
MJ, game 6, Jackson, Tyson
Quiet dog, my phone changed up
I'm icin' all my Barbie chains up
And when I come, get your change cup
These bum bitches never change up
[Lil Wayne:]
Oh my God, I changed
Oh my God, they on the same
Oh my God, I changed
Oh my God, they still on the same
You can't say nothin', you can't say nothin'
You end up everywhere you say you wasn't
Is that your boyfriend? Why you say that's your cousin?
I don't do handshakes, that shit disgusts me
No more seein' visions, I changed it
Young Money shit, Mula Gang shit
Different hoes doing the same shit
Poppin' pills, we don't know where the pain went
Lit like high beams, sippin' on my lean
Rippin' off my wings, knife out my spleen
Yeah, Carter time, I put bling on for the time
She changed her ringtone to one of mine, I changed 23s to 45s
Lil Tune like autotune, I get in her throat and she harmonize
She get the D and ooh la la la, and when she leave, I kumbaya
I whip it up with the left hand, I don't fuck with the yes man
I get younger by the second, I don't rust like Def Jam
It's a must I expand, and flex on my ex-team
Have sex on my jet ski, text my chef, told 'em "Let's beef"
Changing girls, change is fine
She don't like girls, change her mind
Change the world, change my line
Never ever change my slimes
Changing looks, changing lies, changing skies, changing lanes
Me, Minaj, and Champagne changed the game
And y'all chump change
I'm just sayin'
[Nicki Minaj:]
Quiet dog, my phone changed up
I'm icin' all my Barbie chains up
And when I come, get your change cut
These bum bitches never change up
[Lil Wayne:]
Oh my God, I changed
Oh my God, they still on the same
Oh my God, I changed
Oh my God, they still on the same
You can't say nothin', you can't say nothin'
You end up everywhere you say you wasn't
Is that your boyfriend? Why you say that's your cousin?
I don't do handshakes, that shit disgusts me
Oh my God, I changed
Oh my God, they on the same
Oh my God, I changed
Oh my God, they still on the same
You can't say nothin', you can't say nothin'
You end up everywhere you say you wasn't
Is that your boyfriend? Why you say that's your cousin?
I don't do handshakes, that shit disgusts me
Mula, Mula Gang
Mula, Mula Gang
Mula Gang, Gang, Gang
That your boyfriend? That shit disgusts me
I did it for everybody out here on their own
I did it for the ones who walk a mile in them cages
And never tell me no
Come get me when I fall, and tell me when I'm wrong
But you should know I bought 'em
I changed it, I changed it
They say that shit the same, it ain't the same, though
I changed it, I changed it
Oh my God, I changed it
Oh my God, they on the same shit
Oh my God, I changed it
Oh my God, they still on the same shit
You can't say nothin', you can't say nothin'
You end up everywhere you say you wasn't
Is that your boyfriend? Why you say that's your cousin?
I don't do handshakes, that shit disgusts me
[Nicki Minaj:]
The big 3 on the court, bitch hit them bleachers
I don't wanna have to break bad like it screeches
A bitch out in Atlanta eating them peaches
A bitch got more bars than where Big Meech is
No, you can't bone it, nigga, ain't no Lisa here
She gon' dread this and Nicki like Lisa hair
I buy, lil nigga, ain't no leaser here
The bitch gambled her career, now it's gon' be severe
I ain't just be watchin' bitches pitfalls
Stop doin' pills, but bitch don't withdrawals
I am in my mission rockin' pink drawers
I leveled up, bitch, I switch flows
MJ to the teens, I am Billie Jean and them bitches my sons
I'm doin' it for fun, I am the first number, tell them bitches I won
This hoe gettin' slick, so I put on gym shoes and extended my run
MJ, game 6, Jackson, Tyson
Quiet dog, my phone changed up
I'm icin' all my Barbie chains up
And when I come, get your change cup
These bum bitches never change up
[Lil Wayne:]
Oh my God, I changed
Oh my God, they on the same
Oh my God, I changed
Oh my God, they still on the same
You can't say nothin', you can't say nothin'
You end up everywhere you say you wasn't
Is that your boyfriend? Why you say that's your cousin?
I don't do handshakes, that shit disgusts me
No more seein' visions, I changed it
Young Money shit, Mula Gang shit
Different hoes doing the same shit
Poppin' pills, we don't know where the pain went
Lit like high beams, sippin' on my lean
Rippin' off my wings, knife out my spleen
Yeah, Carter time, I put bling on for the time
She changed her ringtone to one of mine, I changed 23s to 45s
Lil Tune like autotune, I get in her throat and she harmonize
She get the D and ooh la la la, and when she leave, I kumbaya
I whip it up with the left hand, I don't fuck with the yes man
I get younger by the second, I don't rust like Def Jam
It's a must I expand, and flex on my ex-team
Have sex on my jet ski, text my chef, told 'em "Let's beef"
Changing girls, change is fine
She don't like girls, change her mind
Change the world, change my line
Never ever change my slimes
Changing looks, changing lies, changing skies, changing lanes
Me, Minaj, and Champagne changed the game
And y'all chump change
I'm just sayin'
[Nicki Minaj:]
Quiet dog, my phone changed up
I'm icin' all my Barbie chains up
And when I come, get your change cut
These bum bitches never change up
[Lil Wayne:]
Oh my God, I changed
Oh my God, they still on the same
Oh my God, I changed
Oh my God, they still on the same
You can't say nothin', you can't say nothin'
You end up everywhere you say you wasn't
Is that your boyfriend? Why you say that's your cousin?
I don't do handshakes, that shit disgusts me
Oh my God, I changed
Oh my God, they on the same
Oh my God, I changed
Oh my God, they still on the same
You can't say nothin', you can't say nothin'
You end up everywhere you say you wasn't
Is that your boyfriend? Why you say that's your cousin?
I don't do handshakes, that shit disgusts me
Mula, Mula Gang
Mula, Mula Gang
Mula Gang, Gang, Gang
That your boyfriend? That shit disgusts me
No Frauds lyrics - Nicki Minaj (with Drake and Lil Wayne)
M-m-murda
[Nicki Minaj:]
I don't need no frauds
I don't need no drama when you call
I don't need no fake
Soon as I wake up, keep a eye out for the snakes, yeah
'Cause I don't need no fraud
I don't need no drama when you call
I don't need no lies
Pick a side, pick a side
I took the price and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
I, I, I took the price and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
Aye yo, throw your wrist-es up, all my bitches up
These niggas is pussier than what? All them dicks is up
All my real niggas down to ride, throw your GSXRs up
I ain't in the projects, but all my bricks is up, rrrr
You can't be Pablo if your work ain't sellin'
What the fuck is this bitch inhalin'?
I would've helped you out that pit you fell in
I am the generous queen! Ask Ms. Ellen
Tried to drop "Another One", you was itchin' to scrap
You exposed your ghostwriter, now you wish it was scrapped
Heard your pussy on "Yuck," I guess you needed a Pap
What type of bum bitch shoot a friend over a rack?
What type of mother leave her one son over a stack?
Lil Boogie down basic bitch thinkin' she back
Back to back, oh, you mean, back to wack?
"Back to Back"? Me and Drizzy laughed at that
They say numbers don't matter but when they discussin' the kings
They turn around and say Lebron ain't got 6 rings
I never signed a 360, bitch you wild dumb
That's why Jay ain't clear his verse for your album
Sheneneh, you a fraud committin' perjury
I got before and after pictures of your surgery
Rah took you to her doc, but you don't look like Rah
Left the operating table, still look like "nah"
'Cause I don't need no frauds
I don't need no drama when you call
I don't need no lies
Pick a side, pick a side
I took the price and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
I, I, I took the price, yeah, and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
[Drake:]
Yeah, yeah, never been no fraud
Why do niggas that are not involved love to get involved?
Why do niggas claim the streets and act just like the law?
Riddles that I cannot seem to solve, man
Cristal, come at me, Weezy F and Nick
All come and spoke about your shit in '15
Man, I know you niggas saw this one comin'
My net worth sound like (grr)
But they don't pay in cash
Niggas see me like, "What up, Killa?"
Man, please stop bringin' up my past
I'd really like to leave that behind
Sometimes I ask God, "Man, why him?"
Like the team that I would never leave behind
I really gotta ease off the wine
Which is funny because I just saw Nick the other day
And she keeps getting finer over time
I just know
[Nicki Minaj:]
I don't need no frauds
I don't need no drama when you call
I don't need no lies
Pick a side, pick a side
I took the price and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
I, I, I took the price, yeah, and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
[Lil Wayne:]
Uh, I am not a fraud, YM, I'm the God
They don't make 'em like me no more, man, I'm a dinosaur
Blunts be tight as biker shorts, twisted like some handlebars
Lil' Tune out a cartoon or Avatar
I just looked in the mirror like, "All right, all right, all right"
I would let that little leaguer right there fuck my wife, word
I don't need no fraud bitches in and out my life, word
In and out my pockets, they be in and out of sight, word
I don't need no drama, I just need some nana
Just told my little mama, "Babe, I think I love you, kinda"
Feelin' like Tune-y Montana, Weezy, he get honored
Drake a headliner, and Nicki, she get finer, word
[Nicki Minaj:]
I don't need no frauds
I don't need no drama when you call
I don't need no fake
Soon as I wake up, keep a eye out for the snakes, yeah
'Cause I don't need no fraud
I don't need no drama when you call
I don't need no lies
Pick a side, pick a side
I took the price and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
I, I, I took the price and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
Aye yo, throw your wrist-es up, all my bitches up
These niggas is pussier than what? All them dicks is up
All my real niggas down to ride, throw your GSXRs up
I ain't in the projects, but all my bricks is up, rrrr
You can't be Pablo if your work ain't sellin'
What the fuck is this bitch inhalin'?
I would've helped you out that pit you fell in
I am the generous queen! Ask Ms. Ellen
Tried to drop "Another One", you was itchin' to scrap
You exposed your ghostwriter, now you wish it was scrapped
Heard your pussy on "Yuck," I guess you needed a Pap
What type of bum bitch shoot a friend over a rack?
What type of mother leave her one son over a stack?
Lil Boogie down basic bitch thinkin' she back
Back to back, oh, you mean, back to wack?
"Back to Back"? Me and Drizzy laughed at that
They say numbers don't matter but when they discussin' the kings
They turn around and say Lebron ain't got 6 rings
I never signed a 360, bitch you wild dumb
That's why Jay ain't clear his verse for your album
Sheneneh, you a fraud committin' perjury
I got before and after pictures of your surgery
Rah took you to her doc, but you don't look like Rah
Left the operating table, still look like "nah"
'Cause I don't need no frauds
I don't need no drama when you call
I don't need no lies
Pick a side, pick a side
I took the price and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
I, I, I took the price, yeah, and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
[Drake:]
Yeah, yeah, never been no fraud
Why do niggas that are not involved love to get involved?
Why do niggas claim the streets and act just like the law?
Riddles that I cannot seem to solve, man
Cristal, come at me, Weezy F and Nick
All come and spoke about your shit in '15
Man, I know you niggas saw this one comin'
My net worth sound like (grr)
But they don't pay in cash
Niggas see me like, "What up, Killa?"
Man, please stop bringin' up my past
I'd really like to leave that behind
Sometimes I ask God, "Man, why him?"
Like the team that I would never leave behind
I really gotta ease off the wine
Which is funny because I just saw Nick the other day
And she keeps getting finer over time
I just know
[Nicki Minaj:]
I don't need no frauds
I don't need no drama when you call
I don't need no lies
Pick a side, pick a side
I took the price and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
I, I, I took the price, yeah, and lift that bitch up
I took the ice, let me lift my wrist up
[Lil Wayne:]
Uh, I am not a fraud, YM, I'm the God
They don't make 'em like me no more, man, I'm a dinosaur
Blunts be tight as biker shorts, twisted like some handlebars
Lil' Tune out a cartoon or Avatar
I just looked in the mirror like, "All right, all right, all right"
I would let that little leaguer right there fuck my wife, word
I don't need no fraud bitches in and out my life, word
In and out my pockets, they be in and out of sight, word
I don't need no drama, I just need some nana
Just told my little mama, "Babe, I think I love you, kinda"
Feelin' like Tune-y Montana, Weezy, he get honored
Drake a headliner, and Nicki, she get finer, word
Regret In Your Tears lyrics - Nicki Minaj
I just wanted memories with you
Regret in your tears, know you taste 'em
'Cause you know I don't chase, I replace 'em
Don't rush, take time, take some
I just wanted memories, tried to make some with you
You
Now I gotta erase some with you
You
Look at you now, stuck in the background
Silence right now sounds so loud
Tried to let you go, you come back 'round
Look at you now, stuck in the background
Two seats in my two seater-er-er
Used to pull off on me, leave me hur-urt
Tryna front, but I know you do your dir-irt
Not nice, boy you know you do your dirt
Regret in your tears, know you taste 'em
'Cause you know I don't chase, I replace 'em
Don't rush, take time, take some
I just wanted memories, tried to make some with you
You
Now I gotta erase some with you
You
Baby now you know you got nerve
I know you just wanna be heard
I'm a bad bitch, you ain't used to that
You gon' fuck around and make me do you bad
Used to creep, creep, with you through the back
I count up the cash and bring you the bag
I count up the racks like Serena
Plus I got that ass like Selena
And you know nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, not a bitch
That's gon' care, care, hold you down and love you like this
Drop down, turn around, baby show you like this
Won't find another one to ride it like a soldier like this
Regret in your tears, know you taste 'em
'Cause you know I don't chase, I replace 'em
Don't rush, take time, take some
I just wanted memories, tried to make some with you
You
Now I gotta erase some with you
You
Yeah, and they say big girls don't cry
Baby I cried
The real ones don't lie
Baby you lied
I don't know what to do with you
Baby now I'm through with you
'Cause you don't even know what you just lost
You don't even know what you just had
You don't even know, and that's what's bad
Money bag long, that bitch bad
Used to lay up in them sheets, they were snow white
Now you spendin' cold nights
You've been in the wrong so long
You don't even know right
Call my line, call my line, I'm like, "Please, boy"
You just need to leave, boy
I ain't got time for you
Just once, do somethin' for me, boy
Regret in your tears, know you taste 'em
'Cause you know I don't chase, I replace 'em
Don't rush, take time, take some
I just wanted memories, tried to make some with you
You
Now I gotta erase some with you
You
Tried to make some with you, you
With you, you
I tried to make some with you
I tried to make some with you
I tried to make some with you
I tried to make some with you
I tried to make some with you, baby
Make some with you
Two pickney, mi woulda make some with you
You said you would save me
You said you would save me
Hahahaha, rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Ohhhh, woooh
Regret in your tears, know you taste 'em
'Cause you know I don't chase, I replace 'em
Don't rush, take time, take some
I just wanted memories, tried to make some with you
You
Now I gotta erase some with you
You
Look at you now, stuck in the background
Silence right now sounds so loud
Tried to let you go, you come back 'round
Look at you now, stuck in the background
Two seats in my two seater-er-er
Used to pull off on me, leave me hur-urt
Tryna front, but I know you do your dir-irt
Not nice, boy you know you do your dirt
Regret in your tears, know you taste 'em
'Cause you know I don't chase, I replace 'em
Don't rush, take time, take some
I just wanted memories, tried to make some with you
You
Now I gotta erase some with you
You
Baby now you know you got nerve
I know you just wanna be heard
I'm a bad bitch, you ain't used to that
You gon' fuck around and make me do you bad
Used to creep, creep, with you through the back
I count up the cash and bring you the bag
I count up the racks like Serena
Plus I got that ass like Selena
And you know nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, not a bitch
That's gon' care, care, hold you down and love you like this
Drop down, turn around, baby show you like this
Won't find another one to ride it like a soldier like this
Regret in your tears, know you taste 'em
'Cause you know I don't chase, I replace 'em
Don't rush, take time, take some
I just wanted memories, tried to make some with you
You
Now I gotta erase some with you
You
Yeah, and they say big girls don't cry
Baby I cried
The real ones don't lie
Baby you lied
I don't know what to do with you
Baby now I'm through with you
'Cause you don't even know what you just lost
You don't even know what you just had
You don't even know, and that's what's bad
Money bag long, that bitch bad
Used to lay up in them sheets, they were snow white
Now you spendin' cold nights
You've been in the wrong so long
You don't even know right
Call my line, call my line, I'm like, "Please, boy"
You just need to leave, boy
I ain't got time for you
Just once, do somethin' for me, boy
Regret in your tears, know you taste 'em
'Cause you know I don't chase, I replace 'em
Don't rush, take time, take some
I just wanted memories, tried to make some with you
You
Now I gotta erase some with you
You
Tried to make some with you, you
With you, you
I tried to make some with you
I tried to make some with you
I tried to make some with you
I tried to make some with you
I tried to make some with you, baby
Make some with you
Two pickney, mi woulda make some with you
You said you would save me
You said you would save me
Hahahaha, rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Ohhhh, woooh
She For Keeps lyrics - Quality Control, Quavo & Nicki Minaj
[Quavo:]
Is she for keeps? somebody tell
Is she for keeps? somebody tell
Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)
Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for keeps? (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)
Somebody tell me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)
Somebody tell me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)
'Cause I bought her bags and a bing roo
And I put them diamonds in them bengals (shine)
Like the way she take them pictures, it's the angle (flash)
Like the way she keep her business all personal
You know, you know, you know, you fit me
You get me, you get me, you get me
Drop off, your old boy, then get with me
Heard it's slippery (splash), heard it's wet like seaweed (splash)
Moonwalking on slabs (moon), she live life like Babs
Nails and hair all long, shoppin' spree in Hong Kong
Ass fat in her jeans, she don't like to wear thong
She gon' make you sing this song
Is she for keeps?
Pour this drink for me
Smoke this dope for me
Drive around with me, ayy
Just for keepsake (keepsake)
She gon' lead the way (lead it)
I might fall back and go count up a large bag
Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)
Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for keeps? (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)
Somebody tell me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)
Somebody tell me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)
[Nicki Minaj:]
Perfect, nobody's perfect
My body's perfect, bitch I'm perfect
Somebody lied, just watch me murk it
I'ma murk it, bitches my sons, I used a surrogate
Got 'em hurting, he know for certain, cop me that Birkin
Baby nervous, I make 'em nervous, I make 'em nervous
When them bum bitches in my town, all my real niggas alerted
He say damn baby you bad, I say I commit murders
When the block starts to get hot he know I'll hide his burners
I'm from keeps, I am for keeps, she can't compete
He ain't stupid enough to lose me to another nigga in them streets
Ooh, they salty, I know they salty
Please say the barbie, he say the barbie
I'm the bad bitch that all the bad bitches fuck with
She a mad bitch if she ain't fuckin' with me, suck dick
This piece flooded out cost about a buck six
Pull up on a bum bitch and be like what up sis?
Rap bitches is on my nuts, call 'em Chip 'n' Dale
These bitches can't see me, they should all be reading braille
Pull off in that GT with some Seagram's Ginger Ale
Tell that bitch I'm Oprah, she couldn't even be Gayle
I'm me, when will these girls ever see
You will never be Nicki, and that's the real key-key
Key-key, key-key
[Quavo:]
Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)
Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for keeps? (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)
Somebody tell me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)
Somebody tell me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)
Is she for keeps? somebody tell
Is she for keeps? somebody tell
Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)
Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for keeps? (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)
Somebody tell me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)
Somebody tell me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)
'Cause I bought her bags and a bing roo
And I put them diamonds in them bengals (shine)
Like the way she take them pictures, it's the angle (flash)
Like the way she keep her business all personal
You know, you know, you know, you fit me
You get me, you get me, you get me
Drop off, your old boy, then get with me
Heard it's slippery (splash), heard it's wet like seaweed (splash)
Moonwalking on slabs (moon), she live life like Babs
Nails and hair all long, shoppin' spree in Hong Kong
Ass fat in her jeans, she don't like to wear thong
She gon' make you sing this song
Is she for keeps?
Pour this drink for me
Smoke this dope for me
Drive around with me, ayy
Just for keepsake (keepsake)
She gon' lead the way (lead it)
I might fall back and go count up a large bag
Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)
Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for keeps? (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)
Somebody tell me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)
Somebody tell me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)
[Nicki Minaj:]
Perfect, nobody's perfect
My body's perfect, bitch I'm perfect
Somebody lied, just watch me murk it
I'ma murk it, bitches my sons, I used a surrogate
Got 'em hurting, he know for certain, cop me that Birkin
Baby nervous, I make 'em nervous, I make 'em nervous
When them bum bitches in my town, all my real niggas alerted
He say damn baby you bad, I say I commit murders
When the block starts to get hot he know I'll hide his burners
I'm from keeps, I am for keeps, she can't compete
He ain't stupid enough to lose me to another nigga in them streets
Ooh, they salty, I know they salty
Please say the barbie, he say the barbie
I'm the bad bitch that all the bad bitches fuck with
She a mad bitch if she ain't fuckin' with me, suck dick
This piece flooded out cost about a buck six
Pull up on a bum bitch and be like what up sis?
Rap bitches is on my nuts, call 'em Chip 'n' Dale
These bitches can't see me, they should all be reading braille
Pull off in that GT with some Seagram's Ginger Ale
Tell that bitch I'm Oprah, she couldn't even be Gayle
I'm me, when will these girls ever see
You will never be Nicki, and that's the real key-key
Key-key, key-key
[Quavo:]
Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)
Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for keeps? (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)
Somebody tell me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)
Somebody tell me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)
The Pinkprint Freestyle lyrics - Nicki Minaj
[Part 1:]
I'm talkin' 'bout my brand and you talkin' 'bout your brands
The difference is a lot of MMMMMMMMMMs to your couple hundred grand
Young Money!
Shout out to Lil Wayne for signing a lil chick from Queens
New York City
Young ma, it's the female Jay
I'm a brand accordin' to what retail say
Yeah my tours be sellin' out on presale day
Plus I got the title queen stream, press replay
Testified for my nigga to the DA's face
One time for this super old PA case
I'm still schoolin' bitches like GA State
And I'ma still ball, call me T.D. Jakes
Bars for years, niggas thought I did a bid
I'm draggin' these hoes like Harambe did the kid
Shut the club down, it was poppin' then we slid
I call my pussy liquor, I ain't talkin' 'bout a swig
But if you thirsty, I own a sangria
Shout out to Fox Brown, I don't mean Pam Grier
I got a sign that say "Lames can't hang here"
Bats eyelashes, blank stare
He be like, "You came?," I be like, "You came?"
He say my ride game smoother than a Muslanne
Every time they count me out I be like, "You sane?"
Bitch I come back like Jordan in his flu game
Every time I shoot it, it be all net
I give him ostrich, that mean all neck
Anything he need, I got on deck
And go to sleep playin' with his ballsack
Hahahah... Aaaaah! Rrrrrr...
They wanna know my recipe
They know I ball like the niggas at the ES-PYs
Strung out on the pussy so I call her Crystal Methanine
Shorty tryna give me brain like telepathy
Ayo Sinceré, get Chanel bags
Got a bitch lookin' like Chanel ads
Chillin' out in dem Beverly Hill pads
I gave bitches time but they still mad
Si, está loco
If my bitch don't like you, yo tampoco
Me Dorothy and you Toto
Now put some marshmallows in my cocoa
*Sips* Mmm.. Tastes good... Hahah...
Yo, don't ever talk about Nicki in the past-tense
Unless I fly pass that ass in a fast Bent'
Fuck outta here you dumb bitch
You know I'm pretty, and I'm witty, and I'm dumb rich
You throw shade, but I sun bitch
And now you know what I'ma say, you my son, bitch
Yikes, yikes, yikes, yikes...
Keep me rollin', Juice..
Hold on, hold on, keep me rollin' Juiiiiice..
Like I ain't make all these bitches want a fat ass at some point
Hahahahahaaaaa
Like I ain't make these bitches rock pink hair at some point!
Hahahahah! Rrrrr! Oh my God!
Wait, God is good
Lemme, lemme testify, God is good
Shoutout to my fans, I love y'all so much too
I miss y'all so much too
Ooouuu! Hahaha
Ooouuu! Uh!
Like I ain't make a lot of bitches start spitting metaphors and all of that
Mm, queen back...
[Part 2:]
Uh, uh, uh, uh ,uh
Turn it up, turn it up in my ear, Juice
Mm, okay, uh, hahahaha, uh
This is only for my bad bitches, okay
[Shabba Ranks:]
Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing
DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim
Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring
Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin
Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing
DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim
Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring
Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin
Uh, uh, uh
I fly like paper, I get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
I got visas in my name, I got visas in my name
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
Th-this is my reign, que-queen is my name
You, dutty gyal, nuh dare in my lane
Watch unu mouth, wa-watch what unu say
This is my game, so watch how unu play
M.I.A., M.I.A., I make bitches go M.I.A
M.I.A., M.I.A., I make bitches go M.I.A
M.I.A., M-M-M-M.I.A., I-I-I make bitches go M.I.A
M.I.A., M.I.A., I make bitches go M.I.A
Rrrr
[Shabba Ranks:]
Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing
DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim
Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring
Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin
Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing
DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim
Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring
Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin
I'm talkin' 'bout my brand and you talkin' 'bout your brands
The difference is a lot of MMMMMMMMMMs to your couple hundred grand
Mm, c'mon! Kyuh
I'm talkin' 'bout my brand and you talkin' 'bout your brands
The difference is a lot of MMMMMMMMMMs to your couple hundred grand
Young Money!
Shout out to Lil Wayne for signing a lil chick from Queens
New York City
Young ma, it's the female Jay
I'm a brand accordin' to what retail say
Yeah my tours be sellin' out on presale day
Plus I got the title queen stream, press replay
Testified for my nigga to the DA's face
One time for this super old PA case
I'm still schoolin' bitches like GA State
And I'ma still ball, call me T.D. Jakes
Bars for years, niggas thought I did a bid
I'm draggin' these hoes like Harambe did the kid
Shut the club down, it was poppin' then we slid
I call my pussy liquor, I ain't talkin' 'bout a swig
But if you thirsty, I own a sangria
Shout out to Fox Brown, I don't mean Pam Grier
I got a sign that say "Lames can't hang here"
Bats eyelashes, blank stare
He be like, "You came?," I be like, "You came?"
He say my ride game smoother than a Muslanne
Every time they count me out I be like, "You sane?"
Bitch I come back like Jordan in his flu game
Every time I shoot it, it be all net
I give him ostrich, that mean all neck
Anything he need, I got on deck
And go to sleep playin' with his ballsack
Hahahah... Aaaaah! Rrrrrr...
They wanna know my recipe
They know I ball like the niggas at the ES-PYs
Strung out on the pussy so I call her Crystal Methanine
Shorty tryna give me brain like telepathy
Ayo Sinceré, get Chanel bags
Got a bitch lookin' like Chanel ads
Chillin' out in dem Beverly Hill pads
I gave bitches time but they still mad
Si, está loco
If my bitch don't like you, yo tampoco
Me Dorothy and you Toto
Now put some marshmallows in my cocoa
*Sips* Mmm.. Tastes good... Hahah...
Yo, don't ever talk about Nicki in the past-tense
Unless I fly pass that ass in a fast Bent'
Fuck outta here you dumb bitch
You know I'm pretty, and I'm witty, and I'm dumb rich
You throw shade, but I sun bitch
And now you know what I'ma say, you my son, bitch
Yikes, yikes, yikes, yikes...
Keep me rollin', Juice..
Hold on, hold on, keep me rollin' Juiiiiice..
Like I ain't make all these bitches want a fat ass at some point
Hahahahahaaaaa
Like I ain't make these bitches rock pink hair at some point!
Hahahahah! Rrrrr! Oh my God!
Wait, God is good
Lemme, lemme testify, God is good
Shoutout to my fans, I love y'all so much too
I miss y'all so much too
Ooouuu! Hahaha
Ooouuu! Uh!
Like I ain't make a lot of bitches start spitting metaphors and all of that
Mm, queen back...
[Part 2:]
Uh, uh, uh, uh ,uh
Turn it up, turn it up in my ear, Juice
Mm, okay, uh, hahahaha, uh
This is only for my bad bitches, okay
[Shabba Ranks:]
Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing
DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim
Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring
Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin
Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing
DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim
Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring
Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin
Uh, uh, uh
I fly like paper, I get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
I got visas in my name, I got visas in my name
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
Th-this is my reign, que-queen is my name
You, dutty gyal, nuh dare in my lane
Watch unu mouth, wa-watch what unu say
This is my game, so watch how unu play
M.I.A., M.I.A., I make bitches go M.I.A
M.I.A., M.I.A., I make bitches go M.I.A
M.I.A., M-M-M-M.I.A., I-I-I make bitches go M.I.A
M.I.A., M.I.A., I make bitches go M.I.A
Rrrr
[Shabba Ranks:]
Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing
DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim
Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring
Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin
Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing
DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim
Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring
Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin
I'm talkin' 'bout my brand and you talkin' 'bout your brands
The difference is a lot of MMMMMMMMMMs to your couple hundred grand
Mm, c'mon! Kyuh
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